AN: Hi Everyone! So, this is my new story. I am going to be updating this one more often than I have been with my others, as the first few chapters are already written. Also, I will be starting to update my other stories regularly, but it is hard when you are in a full time Performing Arts College.

As always, Stephenie, I take my ht off to you. You are truly a God amongst authors for bringing us such a creation as Twilight, and This story could not be possibly without you. My only regret is that I do not own this universe.

New Students

Another year at Forks High. Junior year. Apparently, we have fresh meat this year. Some new students are supposed to start today. One junior, two seniors. To be honest, I don't really care, I'm just randomly talking to myself. Lets hope they get some sense and leave once they get bored.

I was thinking to myself whilst walking to home-room. The corridors were crowded with new freshmen, somehow getting lost in our small school. I finally managed to get through them to Mrs. Lollen's room. Mrs. Lollen was the head of the music department, that had all of two teachers. She was one of the only half-decent teachers at our school. The rest are either boring or strange.

Mrs. Lollen started handing out our class schedules for the year, when a tall guy, about six foot, walked through the door. His hair was perfectly tousled, but still looked like he hadn't touched he had gotten up earlier that morning, and each brown and copper strand helped accentuate his topaz eyes – wait, topaz? Really?

"Students, this is our new student, Edward Cullen. He has transferred here because of his father's job as the new doctor at the hospital. Please make both Mr Cullen and his siblings in senior year very welcome to our community both in and out of school." Introduced Mrs Lollen, not noticing his eyes.

The new student, Edward, looked around the room, before walking towards me and my best friend, Alice.

"Oh my, Bella, our new resident hunk is heading this way! And he's looking straight at you!" She whisper-squealed. Alice had always been overly happy. She seems to be able to cheer me up no matter what.

Edward approached us, and stood behind the empty chair next to me. "May I sit here?"

"Sure! I'm Alice, This here is Bella." Alice answered in her usual hyper way.

"Thank you. And it's nice to meet you both." He said, as he awkwardly sat down. "I'm Edward Cullen. Have either of you got English first?"

"I do." I said quietly. "What other lessons have you got? I can help you find your way around if you'd like."

"Umm..." He paused before pulling his class schedule out of his back pocket. "English, Music, Art, Trig and History."

"Oh, well, it looks like we will be spending most of the day together. Unfortunately I don't have history."

"But I do! You can stay with me!" Blared Alice. "By the way, what's with your eyes?"

Before I could scold Alice for being so blunt, Edward coolly delivered his answer. "They are contacts. My brother and I had a bet, and unfortunately I lost. Because of my name being Edward Cullen, he thought it would be funny if my forfeit was to wear these on the first week of school."

"What was the bet?" I asked.

"You don't want to know." He replied. Was it that embarrassing? He must have seen my puzzled face, because he briskly followed with "It was stupid really. My brother hasn't matured much since seventh grade."

"So, what colour are your eyes really then?" I blurted. I had no verbal filter sometimes. I blushed, and looked down. Alice must not have noticed, but I could definitely feel his false golden eyes on my red face.

"Well, I have to wear these all week, so on Saturday they are going in the trash. You can find out next Monday."

The bell goes, causing Edward to look away from me just as I pouted. We all gathered our stuff and headed out the door to our first classes.

"The English corridor is this way." I point as we walk down the hectic mess of a corridor.

"I will see you guys in art!" Alice shouted, her head barely visible over the sea of freshmen, off to her home economics class.

We walked towards English, with every girl staring at Edward. His strong core threatening to show through his shirt. The scent of hi bewildered me. It was unlike anything I have ever smelt before. It was almost like a mix between deodorant, aftershave and warmth, but not in a sickly way, like you get with most other guys. It also sounds strange, but he truly can make girls dumb just by looking at them. The thing is, I don't think he knew quite the effect he had on the opposing gender.

"You really don't know the effect you have on people, girls in particular, do you?" I asked, trying to act cool about it.

"What are you talking about?" He looked stunned, as if no one had confronted him about this before. His face looked confused as he looked around, trying to see what I had meant. "What do you mean?" he repeated, and I couldn't help but chuckle.

"Oh my god! You really don't know do you? Look at that blonde girl over there,-" I point to a girl that we just passed, Lucy Nefferett, "-look at her eyes. She's undressing you in her mind. And her,-" I point to a girl just ahead of where we had just stopped, Victoria Flemming. She was on her way towards us. "-I bet you ten dollars she is on her way over here to ask you out." I ducked into an empty classroom, with the door open slightly, before he could realise what was happening. I could still hear what was going on.

"Hey, you're Edward, right?"

"Yes, my name is Edward Cullen. And who might you be?"

"My name is Victoria. Er, I was just wandering, if you aren't too busy, if you would want to go out with me sometime?"

Yes! I knew it! Pay up sucker!

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm afraid I can't, I'm really busy at home unpacking at the moment. Besides, there's someone I wanted to ask out myself. It was kind of you to try though." I heard her storm off in her usual huffy bitch mood, and came out of the classroom. I lead Edward to the next door over, but as I went to enter the room he grabbed my arm, and I felt a slight spark of electricity. What the-? Must have been static. I was confused as to why he grabbed me, but when I turned to face him I realised why. He had a ten dollar bill held up in between his fore and middle fingers. I smiled like a Cheshire cat, before taking it from him.

"Thank you" I stated rather than spoke. I thought about putting it in my bra, just to tease him, and I would normally have suppressed this kind of behaviour, but then I saw James Hunter, the quarter back of the school football team, and all around jerk, looking my way. I couldn't help but take the opportunity to show I wasn't interested in him, but instead the new kid. I popped open the top button of my shirt, to show an Alice approved cleavage, and put the bill in the side of my left cup.

Edward looked at me, his eyes glazed over with lust. I used this to my advantage, now knowing that he was as interested as I was, and went to sit at the back desk, leaning forward ever so slightly. Edward followed fast and sat to my right, trying his best to keep his eyes off my chest.

"You don't know the effect you have on guys, do you?" he mocked. I had to agree. I rarely did things that I thought were flirty or sexy, but slime balls like James were constantly obsessed with me.

"Not really. See that guy over there, James Hunter? He is obsessed with me, and I have no clue why."

"Well I don't think your top is helping any."He said in a slightly aggressive tone.

I looked down at my shirt, almost ashamed of myself, and did the top button back up. "I'm sorry. I don't usually act like that. James just makes me act strange sometimes."

"Do you like him?" He asked through a clenched jaw, even more annoyed than before. I wondered what I did wrong.

"Fuck no! Why would I? He's a self serving jerk, who tries to get with every girl in school, just because he is the star quarterback of our school's crappy football team. He is the last guy on Earth that I would want to even think about being with!" After my small rant, Edward seemed to relax some. Instead of listening to the teacher, I spent most of the hour toying with the idea that Edward was talking about me when he was turning down Victoria, judging by the way he death stared James every time he tried to look at me. But then again, why would he? We only met a few hours ago. My head slightly hurt with confusion.

I was pulled out of my bubble when Mr. Berty raised his voice, shocking most of the class.

"This semester, there is a literature convention in New York. Two students will have the opportunity to attend with me. I will give you more details closer to the time. That is all.

Everyone in the class got up and headed off to their next classes, but we were stopped by a dark voice coming from behind us.

"Hello baby" He smirked.

AN: SORRY!

Don't kill me for the Early cliffie, even though its probably not hard to guess who it is.

Next chapter will be up next Friday!

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